Chapter 267: Unexpected Encounter
"Brat, hand over the stuff now!"
"Damn thief, catch him and I'll beat him to death!"
"Surround him, don't let him get away!"
About seven or eight refugees chased after a young child, swearing at him.
In addition to them, there was a large group of onlookers, and it looked very lively. However, no one in this group noticed that a man who was not breathing walked into the crowd.
Looking through the crowd, Colin caught sight of the child being chased. He was startled:
"Hey... looks like an acquaintance."
A child in ragged clothes, holding ran out quickly, while several people with ferocious faces were chasing him behind him.
When Colin saw the child who was being chased and intercepted, he felt familiar with him at first, and then he quickly recognized through some smell that this seemed to be a child he had met once on the way to find Duncan.
Because he had black eyes and black hair that were different from other refugees, and because Colin glanced at him twice at the beginning and was noticed directly, he was impressed and recognized him as soon as he saw him.
Of course, the reason why he wanted to come over was not only because he found that there was "bustling" outside his house, but also because he wanted to see what was going on.
Another thing is that I feel that the task of "finding the child of the beastman mother" seems to have been triggered, very weakly.
Colin wanted to do this task every time he came. After all, his first strength came from the child's mother, and he owed her a favor.
He felt that if he didn't do this task within his ability, he might suffer from mental problems in the future.
But unfortunately, when I asked Warden Calder before, he just shook his head and said he didn't know where the child was.
However, although the whereabouts of the child were not found, some information about the mother was learned from other refugees. It was heard that her own child died in miscarriage before being born, and the one she cherished later might be a child she found from somewhere and raised as her own.
In this case, the smell doesn't match her bloodline, making it even harder to find.
In addition, in the hungry situation at that time, children left alone without parents usually would not have a good fate. There was a certain probability that they would be taken away as snacks, so Colin always felt that the child was probably in great danger.
But the task was always there, with no indication of failure, so Colin could only pray that he would be lucky enough to encounter it one day.
I didn't expect that I would have some inexplicable feelings today...
"The induction is too vague and weak, and I can't be sure whether it has been triggered or not."
Colin rubbed his forehead.
At this moment, before he could think about it, a refugee suddenly jumped out while the child was running away and tripped him to the ground. Seeing this, the others rushed over, grabbed him, and beat him up.
Under the rain-like fists, the child did not utter a single cry, but simply curled up on the ground stubbornly.
But on that little face, a pair of eyes gradually turned from black to red.
"Damn it, he stole our food and threw stones at us, break his legs!"
"Haha, this leg, I like it just by looking at it, watch me smash it down."
"Good! I haven't eaten it for a long time..."
As they were talking, someone brought a stone over from somewhere and was about to smash it on the child's legs.
However, when the stone was only halfway down, the grinning man discovered that a hand was blocking the stone.
He looked in the direction of the owner of the hand and saw a tall and thin man blocking the way.
Although he was surprised by the strength of blocking the stone with one hand, he saw that Colin's clothes seemed to be tattered, but he was a little taller, but they had more people!
and……
The refugee leader's eyes lit up when he saw Colin's long legs exposed from his pants. As a foot fetishist, he immediately had some ideas:
"If you dare to come and cause trouble for me, I will break your legs and roast them for food!"
"Is it that powerful?"
Colin narrowed his eyes and scanned the few people. He could smell a bloody smell from them. It was obvious that this was not the first time they had killed someone.
Even the other party's "eating" was not just a scare tactic, but he really intended to do it.
Colin might turn a blind eye to behaviors that are forced out of extreme situations, but as for those who actively eat, it’s hard to say if he has not encountered one. But if he does, he will kill them all!
He doesn't allow such things in his territory!
The next moment, Colin took out his revolver and used "air bullets". Dozens of bullets fired out, blowing all of their heads off before they could even react.
Bright red blood mist exploded in the brain, and figures fell down like harvested rice stalks, blood gushing out.
Seeing this scene, the refugees who were watching the excitement were stunned at first, and then they screamed and fled in all directions.
"There are still a few kids who haven't run away. Are they all in the same group?"
Colin took a breath and sensed that there were probably three more children who had not left. Some were small and looked malnourished, but they were all hiding in the back, looking at this side with fear and worry.
"Unfortunately, there is still no one at the scene who is related to her bloodline. After so many days, if it was just the smell, the smell would have almost dissipated and it would be impossible to distinguish it. However..."
Colin withdrew his gaze. Since he couldn't be sure which child the mother's was, he would save them all!
Not just these few!
If he is still alive, he will be rescued one day!
"Come to think of it, the old director wanted to train me to be his successor, but unfortunately I got ALS . But it's not too late to open an orphanage here now."
As Colin thought about it, he squatted down and looked at the child he had rescued.
Dirty, thin, and small, with many bruises on his body and blood flowing from his forehead. Only his eyes were bright and pure, which made people feel pity for him...
Colin took out a clean tissue from his pocket, ignored the dirt on the child, reached out to wipe the blood off his face, and then pressed on the wound.
At this moment, perhaps recognizing Colin, the child was not as alert as he was the first time he saw him, nor did he run away. Instead, he just blinked at Colin, revealing a kind of innocence and curiosity.
"Bear with it for a moment."
Ke Lin took out a wet wipe and wiped the wound: "Does it hurt?"
The child shook his head, nodded, and then shook his head again.
Uh, what does this mean?
Although she was puzzled, she did not dodge. Colin wiped her wound and asked:
"Do you have a name?"
The child blinked his black eyes and stared at Colin, without responding as if the network was disconnected.
"Do you know where your home is?"
No response.
"What about your parents?"
No response.
"Besides staring at me, he refuses to listen to anything. Is his brain damaged?"
Colin grumbled inwardly, but his hands did not stop moving. After helping him wipe the wound, he took out an all-purpose Band-Aid and put it on the fingernail-sized wound on his forehead.
At this moment, he also noticed what the child was holding in his hands - two fat moles.
As for why they were caught, he knew without thinking that it was to be eaten.
Without looking at it any further, Colin dug out a bottle of emergency medicine for treating bruises, pulled up the other person's little hand that was holding the mole, and helped apply ointment to the bruises and swellings all over his body.
However, when the child's hand was held like this and he felt the other person's hands wandering on his body, his face suddenly turned red.
At this moment, he suddenly heard the man in front of him continue to ask:
"Why did they bother you? Did you steal from them?"
Colin didn't expect the child to speak, but he didn't expect that after hearing what he said, the child with a pair of pure black eyes reacted violently.
